Tom & Teri 2

Tom and I had been seeing each other for about two months when our lovemaking took a change from the initial passion of new lovers to the comfortable passion of a more routine life. During our first two months I showed some of the new desires and activities I'd recently learned from my previous boyfriend. These included the ability to simply verbalize and fulfill my desires.

The first time I opened up to Tom I shared a secret that many of my girlfriends secretly admitted to but few would admit. I love to suck cock. I shared this with him one night at the end of a long lovemaking session. With my head resting on his chest the sight of his penis just a few inches away from my mouth was too much to resist. Instead of just lowering my lips to his cock I told him of my love of cock sucking.

The more I talked about it the harder he got. When his cock was fully hard I bent down and greeted it with a long blowjob.

But this night was a different matter. We'd both had a long day at work and with endless errands we both crawled into bed dead tired. Well almost that tired. Even though we wanted sleep we didn't want to end the night without the bond of sexual passion. That's when I suggested that we just masturbate.

Masturbation had already been an integral part of our foreplay but tonight it was going to be the main event. Then I issued a challenge.

"I'll bet I can cum before you can."

With that we both started to masturbate with a purpose. The purpose was to cum first.
Sure I could have cheated but I wanted to cum and this after all was a race with no loser.

Tom's hand raced up and down his cock and his face was filled with a look of intense pleasure. If I hadn't been so busy fingering my clit I would have loved to have just watched him stroke himself. But when I saw that his eyes were fixed on my busy hand I knew we were turning each other on with our show. I thought I might be able to slow him down a little by asking him to play with my nipples but it didn't work.

When he squeezed my nipples and pulled them towards the ceiling his cock stroking intensified. I felt like squeezing my clit and pulling it towards the ceiling when my mouth and another suggestion.

"Cum on my tits."

As he got on his knees and aimed his cock at my tits I felt like a horny little cum loving girl. My pussy glistened with a silky warmness that begged for an orgasm. I was sure I was going to win. But with a grunt and a gush of cum my tits told me Tom had won. He continued to stroke his cock in a way that allowed the head of it to move back and forth over my nipples.

That was all I could take. My legs shook and tightened around my hand as my fingers slide over my clit and become covered with my cum juice. Over the next few minutes our hands exchanged places and explored everywhere. I scooped some cum off of my tits and rubbed in on my clit and then on his cock. His hands explored my pussy and then went back to stroking his cock.

The whole event only took about ten minutes and allowed us both to fall into a deep and loving sleep. It also gave me one of my favorite masturbation memories. Any time Tom's not around and I feel the urge I remember the night of our race and I'm always able to cum to the memory of his warm cum on my tits and my fingers on my clit.